As I finally eased up her body, the anticipation I felt knowing I was about to enter a place where only I had been had me feeling territorial. I wanted to claim her pussy, claim her. That had me stopping, wondering if I had become the poster boy for pussy-whipped.
“My turn.”
Those seductive words redirected my focus.
“What?”
But she was already pushing on my shoulders, changing our positions. Suddenly, she was on top of me and sliding down my body.
“You know what you doing down there?” I teased.
She looked up at me through those thick lashes, a smirk curving her full lips.
“Watch me work.”
And I did. I didn’t want to think about the other niggas she may have done this to, but the way baby swallowed my shit and let that throat work around it… Her mouth was a close second to the heaven between her thighs, and that was saying something. Hot, wet, and with just the right suction, she worked my dick, her hand curling and pulling with an insistent pressure. I lasted two minutes before I had to yank her thick ass off me. She gave me a smug smile. “Expert level unlocked, huh?” she taunted.
Yeah, she had to pay for that. I flipped her on her back, folded her in half, knees by her ears, and sank into her.
“Mekhiiii,” she begged as I pounded into her.
I smiled down at her. Expert level, huh?
Game on, Little Thug.
I squeezedmy thighs together then winced a little bit. I was sore, but it wasn’t a bad feeling, especially when I thought back to how I got that way. That made me blush, and I looked at Mekhi out of the corners of my eyes to see if he noticed. Luckily, he was standing beside the bed, his phone in his hand as he checked his messages. He was still naked and not self-conscious at all. Finally, he set the phone down and looked at me. I smiled shyly at him, wondering what he was about to say.
“Come take a shower with me so I can take your ass to get something to eat,” he ordered.
I rolled my eyes. Only Mekhi could make an invitation sound so bossy.
“Where we going?”
He shrugged. “Up to yo’ annoying ass. But hurry up. I got shit to do.”
That pissed me off. I glared up at him.
“Please don’t feel obligated—ahhh!”
My words ended in a scream as he grabbed my ankles, dragged me to the edge of the bed, then pulled me up.
“I’m not arguing with you today,” he said, then dropped a quick kiss on my lips.
The kiss surprised me, made me momentarily lose my train of thought. Then, he smiled down at me, and all my anger evaporated. Damn, he was beautiful when he smiled. We showered quickly and I pulled on another sundress while he went to his room to get dressed. Once I had put on a little makeup and did something with my hair, I opened my bedroom door so I could see when he was ready. Grabbing my phone, I sat on the end of the bed and scrolled my social media accounts.
“Let me guess,” his mother said from the doorway suddenly.
I held back a frown and tried smiling at her. “Guess what?”
“He fucked the attitude out of you, right? Now, we supposed to be best friends.”
This bitch!I sighed.
“Look, Ms. Gillian, I don’t know what your problem is?—”
“You ready?” Mekhi interrupted, appearing behind his mother.
She whirled to face him, looking him up and down.
